Hi guys! I said I wasn’t going to come on here with a sob story, but I SO VALUE the readers and other writers who make coming here so worth while for me. I just felt compelled to mention just how much I truly appreciate your patience. My writing has been sporadic of late, and I HATE THAT. It is NOT writer’s block. I know my plot well. I’ve just been feeling very low of late and I hate that too because it goes sooo against my normal nature. Nothing physical with respect to any illness. It’s just that there is just soooo much wrong going on in the world, the uncertainty that it can’t help but take a toll, and I consider myself a very strong person. Writing is truly my passion. Truly. But most any writer will tell you, the head must be clear to write, or rather to write well and it be something you can proudly put your name to. I had a cold a while back (I fought the cold, and I won :-D) and there were a few days where I could barely get out of bed. My head, however, wars with me as I’d much rather be writing. I do a bit of writing one day and nothing days later. Just keeping it real. I’m grateful though that I never reside long in a low place. Thank you, Jesus. I otherwise can’t complain, and I will not, cannot abandon this story. There is just so much more coming that I feel you will enjoy with this story. PART ONE.
